Hi guys... it's been... a while *huge understatement* I've been really busy recently I apologise and would have used last weekend to catch up but I was walking 45km in three days... up hills... with a bag that weighs over ¼ of my weight, oh how fun *heavy sarcasm*. Anyway, I will continue writing a.s.a.p. but firstly (while I am writing chapter 10) what do you want to happen in this story, I don't want to disappoint everybody by ending it too soon so please tell me what you want to see out of this fic cos I'm not going to randomly jump to marriage or something -.-

Haruhi laughed then grabbed his hand and stood up, 'we should go downstairs before the others, probably Hikaru or Tamaki, come looking for us,' and then she paused, 'are we going to tell the others or will we just let them find out?'

Kyouya sighed and stood up, silently marvelling at the fact any girl other than his sister would hold his hand and not be squealing or terrified, 'either way we'll need earplugs to protect our hearing from Tamaki.'

Later that evening everyone returned to their rooms to sleep when Huni said, in a very serious tone, 'Santa won't bring us any presents if we're still awake after midnight.'

Haruhi smiled at his childishness and didn't object, she was tired anyway and remembered the times when she was really tiny and she would lay in bed and squeeze her eyes shut, pretending to be asleep and hoping to catch the mysterious man who left her gifts. She would always wake up in the morning having fallen asleep too early; even now it was nice to believe in the magic.

Kyouya stood silently and returned to his room, Haruhi matched his pace.

'Are you looking forward to tomorrow?' she asked.

'Why would I?'

'It's Christmas, don't you like it?'

'Christmas usually means dinner parties, which means my father forcing me to talk to shockingly dull and idiotic girls for what seems like an eternity,'

'Wow, sounds like host club,'

Kyouya smiled faintly and looked down at the girl, 'true, although at Christmas I'm supposed to be thinking about marrying one of them,' Kyouya made a look of distaste.

'This Christmas is different isn't it? I mean, you're with your friends, it's a different atmosphere for me,' she gazed off in though again until Kyouya captured her lips in a swift kiss before stopping outside his door. Haruhi cast a quick glance around the deserted hallway the returned the kiss.

'I suppose I can stand them,' he muttered, pulling back reluctantly, 'but there's you as well, that makes all the difference.'

Haruhi blushed faintly and pouted, 'don't start using hosting techniques on me. I'm going to bed now, goodnight, I'm sure you'll be working and not sleeping as per usual.'

'You know me well, goodnight Haruhi,'

Haruhi turned to walk back to her room and replied, 'you're not as hard to read as you think Mr. Mysterious, make sure you don't stay up too late or Santa won't bring you any presents.'

Kyouya laughed silently at her comment then closed his door, immediately firing up his laptop to check how his businesses we doing.

Meanwhile Haruhi stripped off her clothes, pulled on the nearest set of pyjamas and crashed on the bed, snuggling into the soft sheets and inhaling the gentle scent of freshly washed sheets as she drifted to sleep.

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Haruhi woke in the middle of the night, far too warm for her liking; she threw of the covers to find that the room itself was almost as warm.

Why do they need the heating up so high? What are they, lizards? Haruhi fanned her face with her hand then gave up and lay on top of the covers in silence; she glanced at the time, 2:17 am and smiled, Santa's already been then, she assumed one of the poor maids had to go about sorting out the presents in the dead of the night.

She sat up to get a glass of water from the bathroom and when she returned so frowned, noticing something in the silence like a clicking of some sort. Slipping quietly out of her bedroom door she stood in the hallway listening, then she sighed.

Pushing open the door to the bedroom next to her she saw what she had been expecting. Kyouya was still away, typing at the speed of light. He was so focused he didn't even notice Haruhi's presence until she spoke.

'Geez, who died?' she joked, seeing the look of almost desperation on his face.

'One of the main investors in my company,' he said without even looking up.

'Oh,' she hadn't expected that. She sat down on a spare seat and watched words appear on the screen. Kyouya kept switching between windows, darting between conversations and viewings of activities and profits. After a few minutes he spared Haruhi a glance.

'It's late, you should be asleep,' his eyes were drawn back to the screen and he muttered a curse under his breath, from what Haruhi had gathered the son of the investor who had died was being uncooperative and generally making a nuisance of himself affecting all of the businesses his father had been a part of, including Kyouya's company.

Haruhi fought the urge to snap his laptop shut and force a sleeping pill or something down the boy's throat, 'you should be asleep,' she insisted and folded her arms, 'and I'm not moving until you go to sleep.'

'I can't,' he sighed,'I need to fix this mess,'

'Can't you work out some temporary solution? The guy's lost his dad and it's Christmas so nobody wants to work anyways,' she rubbed her eyes, 'I know you don't think I understand and I probably don't but you are seventeen, what the hell are you doing running a company anyway?' she stopped herself there and merely shook her head, sipping from the water which had been in her hand, forgotten, 'it's all so stupid, never the less I am not leaving until you go to sleep.'

'Fine, I guess a temporary solution makes sense, I'll just have to sort that out,' he went back to his computer but Haruhi was no longer listening. Her eyes stared blankly at the screen, glazed over as she practically fell asleep with her eyes open.

Kyouya kept working for almost another hour before he felt the thud as Haruhi's head fell onto his shoulder fast asleep. He glanced and the computer then back at the sleeping girl and sighed, closing down his laptop. When the light from the screen had gone he felt the familiar rush of fatigue and stifled a yawn, he gently lifted Haruhi from her chair and carried her into her room, pulling the blanket over her. When he turned to go she grabbed his shirt sleeve.

'Your shoulder was comfy,' she muttered without opening her eyes.

'Would you like to borrow my shoulder tonight?' she nodded, Kyouya was too tired to argue to lay next to her on top of the covers, Haruhi shuffled to rest her head on his shoulder then sighed contentedly, Kyouya quite happily rested his cheek in her soft hair.

'Merry Christmas,' she mumbled then both teenagers were silent, sleeping deeply and comfortably.

So appalling short I feel slightly ashamed but I'm going to Crete at 6am tomorrow and it's 11:30pm now so I needed to get something up, please review and I will try and gain access to the internet to read them so I can use your comments to write the next chapter as fast as possible, I promise something at least 2000 words.

Hug and yay for summer!